s Blood,
My life, my light, my only good,
To all eternity,
To all eternity.

2.
To endless ages let us praise
The Precious Blood, whose price could raise
The world from wrath and sin;
Whose streams our inward thirst appease,
And heal the sinner's worst disease,
If he but bathe therein,
If he but bathe therein.

3.
Oh, to be sprinkled from the wells
Of Christ's own Sacred Blood,
Excels Earth's best and highest bliss:
Oh ministers of wrath divine
Hurt not the happy hearts that shine
With those red drops of His,
With those red drops of His.

4.
Ah! There is joy amid the saints,
And hell's despairing courage faints
When this sweet song we raise:
Oh louder then, and louder still,
Earth with one mighty chorus fill,
The Precious Blood to praise,
The Precious Blood to praise.

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No. 72

THE PRECIOUS BLOOD

Glory be to Jesus
(Viva! Viva! Gesu)

See also Hymn No. 18
Tr. Rev. E. Caswall
Nicola A. Montani

Allegro modto

1.
Glory be to Jesus,
Who in bitter pains
Poured for me the life-blood
From His Sacred Veins.
Grace and life eternal
In that Blood I find;
Blest be His compassion,
Infinitely kind!

2.
Blest thro' endless ages
Be the precious stream,
Which from endless torment
Doth the world redeem!
There the fainting spirit
Drinks of life her fill;
There, as in a fountain,
Laves herself at will.

3.
Abel's Blood for vengeance
Pleading to the skies;
But the Blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries.
Oft as it is sprinkled
On our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
Terror-struck departs.

4.
Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Hell with terror trembles,
Heav'n is filled with joy.
Lift ye, then, your voices,
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still, and louder
Praise the Precious Blood.

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No. 73

THE BLESSED VIRGIN

Hail, thou Star of ocean!
Ave Maris Stella

Translated by Father Caswall
M. Taddei

Andante religioso

1.
Hail, thou start of the ocean!
Portal of the sky,
Ever Virgin Mother
Of the Lord most high!

2.
Oh! By Gabriel's Ave,
Uttered long ago,
Eva's name reversing,
'Stablish peace below.

3.
Break the captive's fetters;
Light on blindness pour;
All our ills expelling,
Ev'ry bliss implore.

4.
Show thyself a Mother;
Offer Him our sighs,
Who for us Incarnate
Did not thee despise.

5.
Virgin of all Virgins!
To thy shelter take us;
Gentlest of the gentle!
Chaste and gentle make us